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H  Y  M  N  S. 

HYMN  1.     c.  m. 

Our  duty  to  God.    Exod  3,  18. 

THAT  God  who  made  the  worlds  on  high. 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
Own  as  thy  God  ;  and  to  his  name, 

In  homage  bow  the  knee. 

2  Let  not  a  shape,  which  hands  have  wrought, 
Of  wood,  or  clay,  or  stone, 

Be  deem'd  thy  God  ;  nor  think  him  like, 
Ought  thou  hast  seen  or  known. 

3  Take  not  in  vain  the  name  of  God  ; 

Nor  must  thou  ever  dare, 
To  mal<e  thy  falsehoods  pass  for  truth, 
By  his  dread  name  to  swear. 

i.  That  day  on  which  he  bids  thee  rest, 
From  toil,  to  pray  and  praise  ; 
That  day  keep  holy  to  the  Lord, 
And  consecrate  its  rays. 

0  may  that  God  who  gave  these  laws, 

Write  them  on  every  heart ; 
That  all  may  feel  their  living  power, 

Nor  from  his  paths  depart. 


HYMNS. 


HYMN  2.    c.'fc. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  heart. 

In  this  dark  veil  of  tears ; 
Life;  light  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  the  tedious  night, 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light, 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN  3.    l.  m. 
i  ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  melhe  measure  of  my  days  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how/rail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  day*. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span  ; 
A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dving  man  ; 
How  vain  are  all  his  Lopes  and  fears. 

3  Vain  his  ambition  noise  and  shew  ; 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind ; 
He  heaps  up  treasures  mix'd  with  wo, 
And  dies  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  Oh  be  a  nobler  portion  mine, 

My  God  !  I  bow  before  thy  throne  : 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign. 
And  fi»  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 


HYMNS. 


HYMN  4.    cm. 

I  FATHER  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  } 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs? 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

!  [Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ ; 
They  show  the  labours  of  thy  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet.] 

5  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 
To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms. 

\  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reveren'd  awe. 
We  love  and  we  adore  ! 
The  first  archangel  never  saw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

»  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ! 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

>  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains ; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name. 
And  try  their  choisest  strains. 

'  Oh  may  I  bear  some  bumble  part 
In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  hearf, 
And  love^Qmmandiny  tongue, 


6  HYMNTS- 

HYMN  5.     c.  m 

Obedience  to  Parents. 

1  LET  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord, 
Mind  what  their  teachers  say  : 
With  rev'rence  hear  their  parents'  word, 
And  with  delight  obey. 

0  Have  you  not  heard  whnt  dreadful  plagues 

Are  threat»m'd  hy  the  Lord, 
To  him  that  break-  bis  father  s  law, 
Or  mocks  his  mother's  word. 

3  What  heavy  guilt  upon  him  lies  ! 

How  cursed  is  bis  na  r.e  ! 
The  raven  shall  pick  out  his  eyes 
And  eagles  eat  the  same. 

4  But  those  that  worship  God  and  give 

Their  parents  honour  due, 
Here  on  the  earth  they  long  shall  live, 
And  live  hereafter  too. 

HYMN  6.    cm. 

Daily  §-  nightly  devotion. 

1  YE  that  obey  the  immortal  King, 

Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 

£}    Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light* 
And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  nigb4 
Above  the  starrv  skv. 


HYMNS. 

The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts, 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 

Xhe  God  that  spread  the  heavens  abroad. 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 


HYMN  7.    p.m. 


Paraphrase  on  the  Lord's  prayer. 

FATHER  of  all,  eternal  mind, 
In  uncreated  light  enshrin'd, 

Immensely  good  and  great. 
Thy  children,  form'd  and  bless'd  by  thee, 
With  filial  love  and  homage  we 

Fall  prostrate  at  thy  feet. 

Thy  name  in  hallowed  strains  be  sung, 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue 

The  solemn  concert  join, 
fn  loving,  serving,  praising  thee 
We  find  our  chief  felicity, 


But  cannot  add  to  thine. 


Thy  righteous,  mild  and  sov'reign  reign; 
Throughout  Creations  ample  plain, 

Let  ev'ry  being  own. 
Lord,  in  our  hearts  where  passions  reign, 
With  fierce  tumultuous  rage  intrude, 

Erect  thy  peaceful  throne. 

As  angels  round  thy  seat  above. 
With  joyful  haste  and  ardent  love, 

Thy  blest  commands  fulfil. 
So  let  thy  creatures  here  below, 
As  far  as  thou  hast  giv'n  to  know, 

Perform  thy  sacred  wilr, 


a  HYMNS. 

9  On  thee  we  day  by  day  depend, 
Our  being's  Author  and  its  end, 

Our  daily  wants  supply  > 
With  healthful  meat  our  bodies  feed,. 
Our  souls  sustain  with  living  bread, 

Our  souls  that  never  die. 

(3  Extend  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  fault, 

Each  sinful  action,  word  and  thought. 

O  let  thy  love  forgive. 
For  thou  hast  taught  our  hearts  to  show 
Divine  forgiveness  to  our  foe, 
Nor  let  resentment  live. 

7  Where  tempting  snares  bestrew  the  way, 
To  lead  unwary  minds  astray, 

Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
Unless  thy  gracious  aid  appear, 
Tavert  the  threatning  ev-il  near, 

From  our  unguarded  head. 

8  Thy  sacred  name  we  thus  adore, 
And  thus  thy  choisest  gifts  implore 

With  joyful,  humble  mind  : 
Because  thy  power  and  glory  prove, 
Thy  kingdom  built  on  wisdoms  love— v 

Unceasing  unconfin'd. 

HYMN  8.     r.  u. 

Idtas  suggested  on  visiting  a  school 

1  NATURE,  great  source  of  joy, 
Parents  of  hope  and  love, 
Thy  gifts  our  thoughts  employ, 
And  lifts  our  hearts  above. 
Though  thee  we  raise,  to  Him  whose  sway >• 
All  worlds  obey,  our  cheerful  prnist' 


HYMNS. 

2  What  blessings  meet  our  eyes ! 
What  transports  heave  the  breast  t 
While  tears  of  joy  surprise 

The  heart  supremely  blest. 
Search  nature  round,  her  scenes  of  blisSj 
Surpassing  this  how  seldom  found. 

3  Behold  the  rising  age, 
Our  trust  for  future  years  ; 
Theso  our  fond  hearts  engage. 
These  exercise  our  cares. 

Celestial  given,  to  earth  transferred 
To  be  prepared  for  seats  in  Heaven. 

4  Ourselves  in  these  we  view, 
Our  errors  we  retrieve, 
Our  life  in  them  renew, 
While  time  itself  shall  live. 

In  wisdom's  way,  a  filial  race 

Our  works  shall  grace,  through  countless  days. 

5  To  Him  who  plac'd  us  here, 
And  kindly  thus  bestows, 
Wc  raise  from  hearts  sincere 
Our  fond  and  fervent  vows. 

O  may  he  still  our  offspring  lead, 
With  careful  heed  to  do  his  will. 


HYMN  9.    p.  m. 


1  REJOICE  !  the  Lord  is  King 
Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  ever  more 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice- 
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10  HYMNS. 

2  Rejoice  !  the  Saviour  reigns, — 
The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains 
He  took  his  seat  above : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'eraarth  and  heaven  y 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice,. 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy, 
And  every  bosom  swell 
With  pure  seraphic  joy  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ! 
Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 

We  soon  shall  th'  archangel's  voice, — 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 

HYMN  10.     l.  m. 

1  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shorc; 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rife 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice 


HYMNS.  11 

3  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  when'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternalrest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more « 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

■6  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring, 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

HYMN  11.     p.  m. 

1  0  GOD  of  my  salvation,  hear 

My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  still  employ  my  wasting  breath; 
My  soul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  sovereign  power  to  save 
From  dark  despair  and  lasting  death. 

2  Thy  wrath  lavs  heavy  on  my  soul, 
And  waves  of  sorrows  o'er  me  roll 

While  dust  and  silence  spread  the  gloom. 
My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days 
The  dear  companions  of  my  ways, 

Descend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 

3  As  lost  in  lonely  grief,  I  tread 

The  mournful  mansions  of  the  dead, 
©r  to  8onae  throng'd  assembly  go  j 


12  HYMNS. 

Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgot  and  there  unknown, 
The  change  renews  ray  piercing  wo. 

4  And  why  will  God  neglect  my  call  ? 
Or  who  shall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires. 
Can  dust  and  darkness  praise  the  Lord  ; 
Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word 

And  tune  the  harp  with  heavenly  quires. 

,5  Yet  through  each  melancholy  day, 
I've  pray'd  to  thee,  and  still  will  pray, 

Imploring  still  thy  kind  return — 
But  oh  !  my  friends,  my  comfort's  fled, 
And  all  ray  kindred  of  the  dead 

Recal  roy  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn. 

HYMN  12.     s.  m. 

)  BEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  rurv, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes 

It  spreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs,. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ; 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  spread  thy  praise  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  son?. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


HYMNS.  13 


HYMN  13.    s  m. 

1  HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  Salvation  on  their  tongues 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
4i  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

S  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  long'd  to  know, 
And  sought  but  never  found. 

4  How  blest  our  ravish'd  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 
Prophets  and  kings  deserv'd  it  long 
But  dy'd  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  displays  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God, 

HYMN  14,    s.  m 


1  LET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend* 
Let  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 


14  HYMNS. 

The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sound,, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Come  all  ye  hungry  starving  souls,- 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys, 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind. 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd, 

A  soul  reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites, 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Come  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  may  you  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here, 

And  spreading  ocean's  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  Hoods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Great  God  the  treasures  of  thy  love, 

Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  mis'ries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

HYMN  15.     p.  v, 

1  RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wing5, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  all  transitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heaven  thy  native  place. 
Sti  t,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

j  ime  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise  my  soul  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 


HYMNS.  15 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course, 
Fires  ascending  seek  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  my  riches  ;  fly  my  cares 

While  I  that  coast  explore, 
Flattering  world,  with  all  tby  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night, 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 

4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  Gease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exehang'd  for  heaven. 

HYMN  16.    p.m. 
The  Babylonian  captivity. 

1  ALONG  where  the  Babel's  current  flows, 
Our  captive  bands  in  deep  despondence  stay'd, 
While  Zion's  fall  in  sad  remembrance  rose, 
Her  friends,  her  children  mingled  with  the  dead. 

2  The  tuneless  harp,  that  once  with  joy  we  strung, 
When  praise  employ 'd  and  mirth  inspir'd  the  lay., 


16  HYMNS. 

In  mournful  silence  on  the  willows  hung  ; 
And  growing  grief  prolong'd  the  tedious  day. 

3  The  barbarous  tyrants,  to  increase  the  woe, 
With  taunting  smiles  a  song  of  Zion  claim  ; 
Bid  sacred  praise  in  strains  melodious  flow, 
While  they  blaspheme  the  great  Jehovah's  name 

4  But  how,  in  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknown, 
Shall  Israels  sons,  a  song  of  Zion  raise  ? 

O  hapless  Salem,  God's  terrestrial  throne, 
Thou  land  of  glory,  sacred  mount  to  praise. 

5  If  e'r  my  memory  lose  thy  lovely  name, 
If  my  cold  heart  neglect  my  kindred  race, 
Let  dire  destruction  seize  this  guilty  frame  ; 
My  hand  shall  perish  and  my  voice  shall  cease. 

6  Yet  shall  the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zion  calls, 
O  ertake  her  foes  with  terror  and  dismay, 

His  arm  avenge  her  desolated  walls 
And  raise  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

HYMN  17.     l.  m. 

1  YE  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll  ; 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array 'd, — 
Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruit  and  shade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Offish;  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 


HYMNS. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  \ 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines,. 

5  But  oh  !  what  brighter  world*  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  !. 
God's  only  Son,  in  bliss  array'd  ; 
Though  once  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

9  Thither  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar  ! 
There,  in  the  land,  of  praise,  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay ;— » 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 


HYMN  18.    i.  M. 


1  GOD  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  councils  known 
Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines* 


2  Here  sinners  of  an  humble  frame, 
May  taste  his  grace  and  learfn  his  name 
"  Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 


3  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts! 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

4  Our  raging  passions  it  confrouls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; , 
It  brings  a  better  world  to  view, 

And  guides  us  all  oar  journey  through, 


18  HYMNS. 


HYMN  19.     l.  m. 

1  'TIS  finish'd  !  lo  the  Saviour  cry  d, 
And  meekly  bovv'd  his  head  and  dy'd  ; 
'Tis  finish'd — yes,  the  race  is  run. 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  Tis  finish'd — all  that  heaven  decreed- 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd  as  was  design'd, 
In  me  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd — Aaron  now  no  more, 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  ; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewish  ritea  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finish'd — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
Millions  shall  be  redeem  d  from  death 
By  this  my  last  expiring  breath. 

3  'Tis  finish'd — heaven  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd, 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

6  'Tis  finish'd — let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round, 
'Tis  finish'd— let  the  echo  fiy 
Thro'  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  shy. 

HYMN  20.     l.  m. 

1  THE  deluge,  at  th'  Almighty's  call, 
In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell ! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage. 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  heH. 


HYMNS.  19 

5  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 

Fled  from  the  close  pursuing  wave  : 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape  nor  courage  save. 

6  How  dire  the  wreck !  how  loud  the  roar  ! 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry 
Of  milions  in  the  la>t  despair, 
Re-ecbo'd  from  the  low'ring  sky  ! 

[  Yet  Noah,  humble  happy  saint ! 
Surrounded  with  a  chosen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 
And  sung  the  grace  thatsteer'd  him  through. 

i  So  may  I  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall ; 
Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 

Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 
Then  the  widr*  flood,  which  buries  earth. 

Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 


Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen  : 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls  ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls, 


HYMN  21.     c.  m. 

SALVATION!  O  the  joyful  sound  1 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 

Asov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound^ 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  &c. 


20  HYMNS. 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

3  Salvation  !  thro'  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  God  we  raise  our  songs  : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

HYMN  22. 

For  a  New  Year. 

1  TIME,  by  moments  steal  away, 
First  the  hour  and  then  the  day  ; 
Small  the  daily  loss  appears, 
Yet  it  soon  amounts  to  years  : 
Thus  another  year  is  flown, 
Now  it  is  no  more  our  own 

If  its  brought  or  promis'd  good, 
More  than  years  before  the  flood. 

2  But  (may  none  of  us  forget,) 
It  has  left  us  much  in  debt ; 
Favours  from  the  Lord  received, 
Sins  that  have  his  spirit  griev'd^ 
Mark'd  by  an  unerring  hand, 

In  his  book  recorded  stand  ; 
Who  can  tell  the  vast  amount, 
Plac'd  to  each  of  our  account ? 

3  Happy  the  believing  soul  ! 
Christ  for  you  has  paid  the  whole; 
While  you  own  the  debt  is  large, 
You  may  plead  a  full  discharge  : 
But,  poor  careless  sinners  say 
What  can  you  to  justice  pay  ? 
Tremble,  lest  when  life  is  pas^ 
Tnto  prison  you  be  cast. 


HYMNS.  21 


I  Spar'd  to  see  another  year, 
Let  thy  blessings  meet  us  here  ; 
Come,  thy  dying  work  revive, 
Bid  thy  drooping  garden  thrive. 
Sun  of  righteousness,  arise ! 
Warm  our  hearts  and  bless  our  eyes ; 
Let  our  pray'r  thy  bowels  move, 
Wake  this  year  a  year  of  love. 

HYMN  23. 

The  Leaf. 

SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground  : 

Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling. 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound  : 

Sons  of  Adam  once  in  Eden 
Blighted  when  like  us  he  fell, 

Here  the  lecture  we  are  reading, 
Tis,  alas  !  the  truth  we  tell. 

Virgins,  much,  too  much,  presuming 
On  your  boasted  white  and  red, 

View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Number' d  nowr  among  the  dead. 

Griping  misers  nightly  waking, 
See  the  end  of  all  your  care  ; 

Fled  on  wings  of  our  own  making, 
We  have  left  our  owners  bare. 

Sons  of  honour,  fed  on  praises, 
Flutt  ring  high  in  fancied  worth, 

Lo  !  the  fickle  air,  that  raises, 
Brings  us  down  to  parent  earth. 


2~2  HYMNS. 

6  Learned  sophs,  in  systems  jaded, 

\\ 'bo  for  new  ones  daily  call, 

Cease,  at  length,  by  us  persuaded, 

Ev'ry  leaf  must  have  its  fall ! 

7  Youth  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  in  health  and  manly  grace, 

Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you, 

Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

8  Venerable  sires  grown  hoary, 

Hither  turn  lh'  unwilling  eye, 
Think,  amidst  your  falling  glory, 
Autumn  tells  a  winter  nigh. 

9  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning, 
"  Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away /J 

10  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

Man,  let  all  thy  hopes  be  staid, 
Which  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

HYMN  24. 

Lines  icrilten  in  a  winter's  walk. 

1  AS  the  earth  when  enrapp'd  in  a  mantle  of  sno' 

From  the  centre  diffuses  a  heat, 
That  prepares  ev'ry  -eed  in  due  season  to  blow 

And  each  flow  ret  to  scatter  its  sweet : 
So  the  soul,  robed  in  innocence  proudly  defies 

Of  cold  malice  and  envy  the  blast, 
And  within  form--  its  blossom  and  fruit  for  the  ski 

Till  the  storm  of  alliiction  be  past. 


HYMNS.  23 

£  My  moral  was  finish'd,  when  chang'd  by  a  thraw 

The  snow  ran  in  torrents  around  ; 
Vain  mortal,  said  I,  with  humility  draw 

The  instruction  that  speaks  from  the  ground. — 
Thine  innocent  robe  should  a  Saviour  remove, 

How  naked  thine  heart  would  appear  ; — 
And  dissolv'd  by  the  beams  of  his  mercy  and  love 

How  fast  flow  the  penitent  tear. — 

3  Eut  he  who  thus  soften  the  clods  of  the  earth, 
And  thus  waters  the  furrows  below, 
For  man's  deaden'd  nature  can  give  a  new  birtb, 
And  make  his  sins  whiter  than  snow. 

DOXOLOGY.     c.  m. 

LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirk  be  ador'd, 
Yv'here  there  are  works  to  make  him  knowa> 

Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

HYMN  25. 

The  Bible. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glories  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

I  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

i  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  groWsj 
And  yields  a  sweet  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets,  than  nature  knovrS 
Invite  the  ton-ging  taste. 


24  HYMNS. 

4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies^ 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

6  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavn'ly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound  ! 

6  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

7  Divine  instructor  gracious  Lord. 

Be  thou  forever  near  : 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word 
And  view  my  Saviour  there  ! 

DOXOLOGY. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  three 
The  Father  Son,  and  Spirit  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  giv'n, 
Through  all  the  world  where  God  is  known 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  Saints  in  Heaven. 

HYMN  25. 
A  Saphic  Ode. 

i  Why  should  vain  mortals  tremble  at  the  sight  of, 
Death  and  destruction  in  the  field  of  battle, 
Where  blood  and  carnage  clothe  the  ground  i 
crimson, 

Sounding  in  death  groans  I 


HYMNS.  25 

2  Death  will  invade  us  by  the  means  appointed, 
And  we  must  all  bow  to  the  King  of  terrors  j 
Nor  ami  anxious,  if  I  am  prepared, 

What  shape  he  comes  in. 

3  Infinite  goodness  teaches  us  submission  j 
Bids  us  be  quiet  under  all  its  dealings : 
Never  repining  but  forever  praising 

God  our  Creator. 

4  Well  may  we  praise  him — all  his  ways  are  perfect ) 
Through  a  resplendence,  infinitely  glowing, 
Dazzles  in  glory  on  the  sight  of  mortals 

Struck  blind  by  lustre. 

5  Good  is  Jehovah  in  bestowing  sun-shine. 

Nor  less  his  goodness  in  the  storm  and  thunder ; 
Mercies  and  judgment  both  proceed  from  kindness,, 
Infinite  kindness. 

6  O  then  exalt,  that  God  forever  reigneth  ; 
Clouds,  which  surround  him  hinder  our  perception, 
Bind  us  the  stronger  to  exalt  his  name,  and. 

Shout  louder  praises ! 

1  Then  to  the  wisdom  of  my  Lord  and  Master, 
I  will  commit  all  that  1  have  or  wish  for  ; 
Sweetly  as  the  babes  sleep  will  I  give  my  life  up 
When  call'd  to  yield  it. 

HYMN  27.     l.  m. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

1  fc  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
B 


26  HYMNNS. 

And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
.New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds ' 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

HYMN  28.     l.  m. 

1  LORD  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  ; 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine, 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show, 
But  the  bright  world  to  wfeieh  I  go. 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there, 

3  0  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 

I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ?■ 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  controul 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 

Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

HYMN  29.  cm. 

4  LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book, 
#reat  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thinft 
I  Tow  mean  their  writings  look. 


HYMNS. 

Z  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n  ; 

Nor  lead  a  step  bey  nd  the  grave, 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  to  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below : 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  man  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought; 
But  thy  commands  exceeding  broad, 
Extends  to  every  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame  : 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

HYMN  30.     c.  m. 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die  : 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : 

2  Shall  join  the  disembody'd  saints, 

And  find  its  long  sought  rest, 
(That  only  rest  for  which  it  pants) 
On  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  Lord,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here  ? 

If  thou  but  mak'st  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 
Aad  worship  &t  thy  feet, 


25  HYMNS. 

4  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain  ; 
Take  life  and  friends  away  ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 
In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN  31.    p.m. 

1  ILL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nob  er  power  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  trai  i  . 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  : 
He  saves  th'  oppress'd  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace  \ 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pri3'ner  sweet  release. 

HYMN  32.    p.m. 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 


HYMNS.  29 


3  0  ye  banish 'd  seed  be  glad ! 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made  ;— 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, — 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  goa 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


HYMN  33.    p.  m. 

I  HITHER  ye  faithful  haste  with  songs  of  triumph, 
To  Bethlem  go  the  Lord  of  life  to  meet ; 
To  you  this  day  is  born  a  Prince  and  Saviour, 
O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

3  O  !  Jesus  for  such  won'drous  condescension 
Our  praise  and  rev'rence  are  an  off'ring  meet ; 
Now  is  the  word  made  flesh  and  dwells  amongst  us, 
O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

3  Shout  his  Almighty  name  ye  choirs  of  Angels; 
Let  the  celestial  court,  his  praise  repeat ) 
Unto  our  God  be  glory  in  the  highest ; 
0  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

HYMN  34. 

Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  ALL  hail  the  ever  glad'ning  morn  ? 

To  us  a  holy  child  is  born  : 

To  ns,  to  us  a  Son  is  giv'n  ; 

Jesus  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n. 
We  will  the  new-born  King  adore, 
And  love}  and  praise  him  evermore. 


30  HYMNS. 

2  His  wide  dominion  shall  increase, 

And  bless  the  earth  with  heav'nly  peace, 
His  reign  shall  over  all  extend, 
Nor  shall  his  glorious  kingdom  end. 
We  will  the  new-born  King,  Uc. 

3  Behold  !  the  government  he  bears, 
See  what  transporting  names  he  wears, 
While  all  the  rays  of  truth  and  grace, 
Shine  in  the  dear  Emanuel's  face. 

We  will  the  new-born  King,  Lc. 

4  SovYeigns  to  him  rich  odours  bring, 
And  infant  sweet  llosannas  sing ; 
The  sons  of  wo,  who  mourn  and  weep, 
A  joyful  jubilee  shall  keep. 

We  will  the  new-born  King,  k6. 

b  The  dumb  shall  sing,  shall  shout  his  name,. 
The  lame  shall  leap  to  spread  his  fame, 
The  blind  shall  his  salvation  see, 
And  sin-bound  captives  shall  go  free. 
We  will  the  new-born  King,  &.c. 

6  Lo  !  God  in  our  own  flesh  appears  ; 
Our  sorrows,  and  our  sins  he  bears ; 
And  all  that  in  his  na.T:e  believe 
Shall  everlasting  life  receive. 

We  will  the  new-born  King,  kc. 

7  All  hail!  thou  Universal  Good, 
Thy  birth,  and  thy  redeeming  blood, 
To  joys  supreme  shall  millions  raise, 
And  fill  the  eternal  world  with  praise. 

We  will  the  new-born  King  adore, 
And  love,  and  praise  hira  evermore. 


HYMNS.  31 


HYMN  35.    cm. 

COME,  holy  spirit,  heav'nly  dove* 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go; 

For  each  eternal  joys  ! 

In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ! 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 

And  our  devotion  dies. 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 

Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours ! 

HYMN  36.     l.  m. 

0  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place, 
From  whence  his  goodness  largely  flows ; 

Praise  him  in  Heaven,  where  he  his  face 
Unveil'd,  in  perfect  glory  shows. 

Let  the  shrill  trumpet's  warlike  voice 
Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praise  rebound  ; 

Praise  him  with  harp's  melodious  noise, 
And  gentle  psaltry's  silver  sound. 

Let  virgin  troops  soft  timbrels  bring, 
And  some  with  graceful  motion  dance  ; 

Let  instruments  of  various  strings, 
With  organs  join'd  his  praise  advance, 


32  HYMNS. 

4  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford;, 
In  just  returns  of  praise  employ ; 
Let  ev'ry  creature  praise  the  Lord. 

HYMN  37.    cm. 

1  AT  Jacob's  well,  a  stranger  sought 

His  drooping  frame  to  cheer 

Samaria's  daughter  little  thought 

That  Jacob's  God  was  there. 

J2  This  had  she  known  her  fainting  mind 
For  richer  draughts  had  sigh'd, 
Nor  had  Messiah  ever  kind 
Those  richer  draughts  denied. 

HYMN  38.    l.  m. 

J  PROM  low  pursuits  exalt  my  mind,'. 
From  ev'ry  vice  of  ev'ry  kind, 
Nor  let  my  conduct  ever  tend 
To  wound  the  feelings  of  a  friend. 

2  Tho'  golden  flowers  my  path  should  grace 
And  joy  salute  me  as  I  pass, 

Yet  may  my  gen'rous  bosom  know 
And  learn  to  feel  anothers'  wo. 
HYMN  39.    l.  m. 

1  THUS  Agur  breath'd  his  warm  desire— 
"  My  God,  two  favours  I  require ; 

"  In  neither  my  request  deny, 

u  Vouchsafe  them  both  before  I  die. 

2  "  Far  from  my  heart  and  tents  exclude 
"  Those  enemies  to  all  that's  good  ; 
"Folly,  whose  pleasures  end  in  deathj 
*'  And  falsehoods  pestilential  breath. 

3  "  Be  neither  wealth  nor  want  my  lof 
;<Bel«wthe  dome,  above  the  cct. 


HYMNS.  33 

*'  Let  me  my  life  unanxious  lead  ; 
"  And  know  not  luxury  nor  need." 

4  Those  wishes,  Lord,  we  make  our  own  ; 
Oh,  shed  in  moderation  down 
Thy  bounties,  till  this  mortal  breath, 
Expiring,  tunes  thy  praise  in  death. 

0  But  shouldst  thou,  large  possessions  give  ; 
May  we  with  thankfulness  receive 
Th'  exub'rance —  still  our  God  adoref 
And  bless  the  needy  from  our  store  ! 

Q  Or,  should  we  feel  the  pains  of  want, — 
Submission,  resignation  grant ; 
'Till  thou  shalt  send  the  wish'd  supply, 
Or  call  us  to  the  bliss  on  high. 

HYMN  40.    cm. 

1  MEET  and  right  it  is  to  sing, 
In  ev'ry  time  and  place, 
Glory  to  our  heavenly  King, 
The  Lord  of  truth  and  grace. 

U  Join  we  then  with  sweet  accord; 
All  in  one  thanksgiving  join, 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord, 
Eternal  praise  be  thine. 

HYMN  41.    l.  m. 
1.  NATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad; 
And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 

Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

%  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man, 
His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines ; 
Here  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn, 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 
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34  HYMNS. 

3  Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete  > 
Nor  wit  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 
"Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 
The  pow'r,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love. 

HYMN  42.    c.  m. 

1  PLUNG'D  in  a  gulph  of  dark  despair 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  gliram'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  0!  for  this  love ;  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes. 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN  43.     r.  m. 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound, 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earths  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  : 
Keturn  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


HYMNS. 

2  Jesus  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made  J 
Ye  weary  spirits  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  &c. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all  atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
The  year  of  jubilee,  &c. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live. 
The  year  of  jubilee,  &c 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  give  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love, 
The  year  of  Jubilee,  Sic. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace, 
And  sav'd  from  earth  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 
The  year  of  jubilee,  &.c. 

HYMN  44,     l.  m. 
HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  i 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skie«  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  J 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  loae!  > 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  hl%oi  i 


36  HYMN& 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 

Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 

Up  to  his  Father's  courts  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  I 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster,  Death  in  chains'. 
Say  "  Live  for  ever,  vvond'rous  KING, 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ! 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where's  thy  sting  ? 

And  where's  thy  victory  boasting  grave  ?" 

HYMN  45.     cm. 

1  STOOP  down  my  thoughts  that  use  to  rise 
Converse  awhile  with  death  ; 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

£  His  quiv'ringlips  hang  feebly  down. 
His  pulses  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  speechless  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

HYMN  46.    l.  x. 

1  GO  forth,  ye  Heralds,  in  my  Name, 

Sweetly  the  gospel  trumpet  sound ; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim 
Wherever  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 


HYMNS.  37 

"3  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove, 
And  let  your  heav'n  taught  conduct  show, 
That  you're  commission'dfrom  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd. 
Freely,  in  love  to  others  give  ; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd, 
And,  by  your  labours,  sinners  live. 

HYMN  47.    l>  bt. 


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GO  preach  my  gospel,"  saitb  the  Lord, 
"Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive, 
"  Explain  to  them  ray  sacred  word, 
'•  Bid  them  believe,  obey,  and  live  ! 

2  "  I'll  make  my  great  commission  known, 

"  And  ye  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true, 
<£  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
"  And  all  the  wonders  you  shall  do. 

3  "  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 

"  Go  cast  out  devels  in  my  name ; 
11  Nor  let  ray  prophets  be  afraid, 
"  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme, 

4  He  spake,  and  light  shon«  round  his  head; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heav'n  he  rode. 
They  to  the  farthest  nation  spread. 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  48.    c.  m. 

1  THOU  God,  all  glory,  honour,  pow'r 
Are  worthy  to  receive, 
Since  all  things  by  thy  pow'r  were  mad^ 
And  by  thy  bounty  live, 


38  HYMNS. 

2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb  all  power, 

Honour  and  wealth  to  gain, 
Glory,  and  strength  ;  who  for  our  sins, 
A  sacrifice  was  slain  ! 

3  All  worthy  thou,  who  has  redeem'dr, 

And  ransomd  us  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation  ev'ry  coast, 
By  thy  most  precious  blood. 

4  Blessing  and  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 

By  all  in  earth  and  Heaven, 
To  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  giv'n. 

HYMN  49.    l.  m. 

1  ALL  glorious  God,  wThat  hymns  of  praise.- 
Shall  our  transported  voices  raise  ; 
What  ardent  love  and  real  are  due, 
While  Heav'n  stands  open  to  our  view? 

2  Once  we  were  fall'n  and  O  how  low  ! 
Just  on  the  brink  of  endless  woe  : 
When  Jesus,  from  the  realms  above, 
Born  on  the  wings  of  boundless  love. 

3  Scatter'd  the  shades  of  death  and  night 
And  spread  around  his  heav'nly  light  ! 
By  him  what  wond'rous  grace  is  shewn 
To  souls  impoverish  d  and  undone  ! 

4  He  shews,  beyond  those  mortal  shores, 
A  bright  inheritance  as  ours  ; 
Where  saints  in  light  our  coming  wait, 
To  share  their  holy  happy  State  ! 

HYMN  60.     l.  m. 
1  ANOTHER  six  days  work  is  done  ; 
.Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 


HYMNS.  39 

Return  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improre  the  day  that  God  has  blest. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns. 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  ante-part  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  varied  scenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise,  we  think  On  mercies  past, 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spends 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

HYMN  51.     s.  m. 

1  NOT  to  an  idol-god 

Of  wood,  or  stone,  or  gold 
Will  we  direct  the  voice  of  pray'r? 
And  our  distress  unfold. 

2  Jehovah  is  our  God, 

Whose  being  ne'er  begun, 
And  through  duration's  endless  line 
His  endless  days  shall  run. 

3  Infinite  toothy  grace, 

In  whose  immense  profound 
Sins,  that  like  hills,  like  mountains  risQ, 
Are  in  oblivion  drown'd. 

4  We,  Lord  to  thee  alone 

Our  prayers  and  praises  give  ; 
We  are  thy  work,  and  not  our  own> 
And  by  thy  love  we  live* 


40  HYMNS. 


HYMN  52.    l.  m. 

1  LET  Party-Names  no  more 

The  Christian  World  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  Bond  and  Free, 
And  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 

Be  banish'd  far  away; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell,. 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  53. 

1  IN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise, 
His  grace  he  there  reveals  ; 

To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move 
While  you  rehearse  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breathr 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blest ; 

Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 


HYMNS.  41 


DOXOLOGY.    k<& 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 

And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son-. 

And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

HYMN  54.    s.  m. 

!  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

I  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 

.   Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows' 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

5  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread. 
And  pleasure  filPd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills, 
The  saiuts  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distih?; 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

HYMN  55.    i.  m. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  its  of  clay  and  forua'd  us  men  . 


42  HYMNS. 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray 'd, 
He  brought  us  te  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heaven,  our  voices  raise 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

HYMN  56.     c.  m. 

1  LONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  saraCj 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown^ 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

HYMN  57.     s.  m. 

1  LET  ev*ry  creature  join 
To  praise  tk'  eternal  God ; 


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HYMNS. 


Ye  heav'nly  hosts,  the  song  begin; 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

Thou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames*, 

Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame  ; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rise, 

Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 
Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies, 

His  power  and  glory  show. 

HYMN  58.     c.  m. 

HOW.vain  are  all  things  here  below  ! 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 

End  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigb 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavring  miftdsj 

And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move* 
JsT<?r  can  we  call  them  thence. 


44  HYMNS. 


HYMN  59.     cm. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  drest  in  living  green; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

3  0  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ! 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  floojj 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

HYMN  60.     c.  m. 

1  HARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 

My  ears  attend  the  cry  ; 
"  Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  low'rs  ; 
tl  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  f 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb. 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ! 


HYMNS.  45 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  61.     s.  m. 

1  WELCOME  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been., 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasureable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  62.    c.  m, 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 


46  HYMNS. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

i  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd, 
And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  : 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
„  Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN  63.     c.  m. 

1  TO  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise, 

Whose  s-un  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray . 

2  This  day  thy  favouring  hand  be  nigh  ! 

So  oft  vouchsaf'd  before  ! 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply  f 
And  I  that  hand  adore  ! 

3  If  bliss  thy  Providence  impart} 

For  which  resign'd  I  pray; 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart  t 
And  without  guilt  be  gay  ! 

4  Be  this,  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past; 


HYMNS.  47 


And,  when  I  all  my  life  surveyv 
May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

HYMN  64.     elm. 

1  TO  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord,. 

My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers : 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  \ 

My  tongue,  his  goodness_sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring, 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swainsjbehold 
The  waving  yellow  crop  : 

With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  : 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 

DOXOLOGY, 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 

Perpetual  honours  raise ; 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God  the  Spirit  praise. 
With  all  our  powers, 

Eternal  King 

Thy  name  we  sing 

While  faith  adores, 


4S  HYMNS. 

HYMN  65.     p.  m. 

1  LO  he.cometh  countless  trumpets, 
Blow  before  the  bloody  sign  ; 
Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
See  the  crucified  shine. 
Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Hallelujah! 
Welcome,  welcome  bleeding  Lamb. 

2  Now  redemption  long  expected, 
Through  the  eternal  deep  resound  ; 
Now  resplendant  shine  his  nail-prints 
Every  eye  shall  see  his  wound, 
They  ivho  pierc'd  him,  he. 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  see  ! 

3  Ev'ry  island,  sea  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away; 
.They  who  hate  him  must  confoundedj 

H^ar  the  trump  proclaim  the  day. 

Come  to  judgment,  he. 

Come  to  judgment,  come  awa)\ 

4  Now  his  merits  by  the  harpers, 
In  eternal  anthems  ring, 
And  his  saints  by  men  rejected 
Shall  his  boundless  praises  sing ; 
Hallelujah,  he. 
See  the  day  of  God*  appear. 

5  Yea  ;  Amen  ;  let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  exalted  throne  ; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory  j 
Claim  tiie  kingdoms  for  tjiy  own  ! 
O  come  quickly,  he. 
Hallelujah,  come  Lord  come. 


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